[Blake grumbles as he rubs his leg.] She could do that without jabbing me.

[Could she, Carter? Could she really?

He sighs.] I don't know. Guess I could think about it. If I...I don't know.

But hey.

[Then he meets Riku's eyes. He looks tired, beat up, and a lot more sober and steadier than he did a little while ago.]

Thanks. You know what you're talking about, for a kid.